"Turn around when I talk to you."
Hutch raised an eyebrow, going for broke. "Or what?"
Vanessa paused indignantly. "I deserve some respect!"
"Respect..." He frowned in feigned confusion. "What's that?"
The slap was expected, but that didn't make it sting any less.
"That's what I thought." Sometimes driving the point home was just worth it.
A hand grabbed his shoulder as he looked away, dreading the disgust in those green eyes he still loved so much.
"Wake up for me, buddy. Hutch, turn around!"
The world changed into the back of a car, and caring eyes. Blue, not green.
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